I’m going to preface this story by saying that Bryan is the world’s greatest husband. He’s super supportive, wicked smart, and ruggedly handsome. But there are times that even the mighty fall, and the sleep deprivation of being on call is the kryptonite to my superman. Here is our conversation from last night:
Bryan: So what has it been like to sleep in every day and get up whenever you want to?
Me: *blink blink*
Noticing the confusion in my eyes, Bryan remembered that I have been nursing our son for the past seven months and have no idea what the answer to this question is.
I think he might owe me a nap just for not bursting into maniacal laughter.
[In my defense, I had been up a lot late and night and early in the morning. I think I was just trying make to some sort of conversation before I had to leave. I’m pretty sure there’s some question in there that was right, I just don’t know what it is]
What’s something you’ve asked that made no sense?